Narrative writing.

🍩Hello there blogging world! I'm back! For two whole weeks we have been working on a narrative writing. I have worked hard on on my writing and I wish you like my story. Check out my classes narrative writing on our class blog( after you have finished reading mine ) Our class blog is on  http://wpsross.blogspot.co.nz/ . Anyways, here is my writing. Please feel free to comment if I need to change anything. Thx for reading!😄😄

Musical.ly party  Trouble…

At last, Saturday came back. No more school for 2 weeks, Because the holidays have started.  I ran to the kitchen and took a look at my phone. I could not believe my phone is 100% charged today. I start making breakfast for mum and me, before dad can come home from work.

At 7.30am Dad came back from work. We had breakfast until 8.00am. The  most boring thing to do after every meal is doing the dishes. After 10 minutes I took my phone with me to the living room. I started playing “Flappy Bird” until somebody called me. Somebody I did not call for a month or two. That somebody is my best friend Salma. “Hello Serene” she started. “ I want to tell you something that will happen today.” When she said those words I knew it was something important. Every time she says that, it only means one thing, and one thing only. “Can I guess what you are going to say?’’ I asked her. “ Sure thing. What do you think it is?’’ Salma said.

“ Are you going to hold another slumber party at your house?’’ I asked. “ How did you know that?’’ She asked in a weird voice. “Easy, Whenever you say ‘ I want to tell you something that will happen today.’ I know it is either a sleepover or a slumber party.” I told her. I asked her what I need to bring for the party. “Tooth brush, Tooth paste, PJ and your phone” She answered “ Why do I need to bring my phone?’’ I asked “You'll know soon enough. At 3.00pm🕒 come to my house.” It was like she was telling me clues about a mystery or something. After that long call I continued playing “Floppy Bird”. I was thinking about what Salma said in her call.

At 2.30 pm I start packing my stuff  into my bag for the slumber party at Salmas house. I ask Mum If I can go to Salmas slumber party. The answer made me happy. She said yes. Before I walked to the door I realise something. I forgot something. I know I did. Luckily I did not go to the car yet, so I had 30 minutes left to find the thing I forgot. I look in my bag “My phone!” I remembered Where I put my Phone. In the coffee table next to the couch. I ran to get it. I had everything I needed. It was 20 minutes to 3.00 pm.( Well, not exactly because I did not have a watch with me). I told mum to drive me to Salmas house. When I arrived there it was exactly 3.00pm. As I rang the doorbell I heard somebody running down the stairs. A second later the door opened. A big smile was staring at me. “ Hello there Serene!” Screamed Salma. This was the first time I heard Salma screaming. She was leading me to her room. “ I already know where your room is Salma. I’m not new here.” I told her. “ But I changed the room and the style. You’ll be amazed.” She answered.

I was actually amazed by her room. I didn’t know she could change the Style. I can't believe it. Her bed was twice as big. She at last had her walls decorated. She had a new Duvet that was Dark blue with some white and black. It was like all the colors filled the sky and made it like a fantastic and funny cloud day. All the other girls came. After they came we had a little snack,Sausage sandwiches and ice blocks. 20 minutes passed. We went to her room and took a look at it again. I was still amazed. Salma said to take a space in the room. I chose the bed. Roa’a was with me on the bed. Salma began with an important announcement. “ Today I made a meeting To get you all for something important, it is not an ordinary party, it is a music.aly party.”

We start using music.aly in the room. I click a funny song called “ I see you” and a sound blasts up. I hear the room being filled with laughter. Roa’a suddenly presses a new song, But rather than a song blasting out, a devil came out. A loud scream came out of everybody’s mouth. Salma stands up and goes to the devil. “ Why in the world are you here?” asked Salma. Not a answer came back. The devil pushes Salma so hard that she smacks into the lamp that we were using. We can not see anything in front of us. Maybe it’s me that's not seeing anything. Probably because Roa’a is on top of me, trying to hide away. I try to push Roa’a away from me, so when I push her I see something. The something is the shiny colour of blood on a big silver meat cutting knife.

It was so silent and awkward, but a loud scream broke the silence. I see Salma holding a lighter so we could see. I hear someone running to the room. The door opens and we see Salma’s mother. Salma’s mother see’s the devil. She pushes him, well, She tries to push him but her hands always goes through the devil's body. 10 seconds later, we find her
fainted. Salma takes her phone, trying to call the police. But because she was too fast she accidentally clicked on the music.aly app and clicked a song. That song was the song I put on. We hear a loud scream coming from the devil. We see him shrinking. Before he was shrinking he was about 6.50 feet tall. Now he is the size of me. Some seconds later he is as big as my baby niece. After a little while, we do not see anything called devil. I remember the blood I saw on the knife but I find every one safe and not hurt. I see the knife again on the floor and find it a fake knife, splattered with tomato sauce. “It’s a trick from the boys friends, we’ll take them back next time.” I said. “But what about the devil we saw?’’ asked Salma. “ It’s a trick me and you don’t know, but the boys do.” I answered her.

          The end!

What I've learnt: Iv'e learnt how to write a better narrative. Before our teacher told us how to make it better, I was bad at writing narratives(not lying)!